"You mean there's a bunch of skeleton soldiers in the wasteland ahead?" Carlos looked at Borrog, who was sniffing the ground seriously, and then nodded to indicate that there was nothing wrong with Carlos, it did smell the skeleton of bones and rotting flesh that had been buried in the ground for an unknown number of years, which was a dog's instinct.

"Well, even the undead have appeared, I shouldn't have traveled to some Western fantasy world, it's strange, I'm still exploring a new plane!" Carlos complained, but there was no denying that there were many strange things in this plane.

Carlos shook his head, no matter what, he needed to take a look at the situation, after all, this plane should theoretically not have the conditions for the birth of undead, then there is only one result left, the treasures floating in the void from other planes are swept up in the plane after birth.

"Let's go, it's our time. Carlos rode up to the Borog for the first time in a long time, and rode the dusty ......, "Wait, running in the wrong direction, you stupid dog, don't rush up in a hurry just because you smell the smell of barbecue!"

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"Is this the power of the Necrocox? What a powerful force!" he sighed as he looked at the undead who kept rising like a tidal wave, and then squandered the wealth he had stolen from the city that had been reduced to ruins into the air, and the sound of gold coins and bones clashing kept sounding, and this crisp sound made him feel satisfied: "It's all a reward for you, well, but you don't need this kind of thing anyway, just pick it up again and give it back to me, hahaha!"

"All thanks to the Lord, but, as a man, it would be too sad not to be ambitious, and I believe that the Lord will understand me, after all, I have learned everything he knows, and I will take his place, and I will set up a grave for him when it is done. He laughed, but did not notice that a crow beside him had a blood-colored gaze, like a living person.

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"What a bad place, and it's a good place to bury corpses in such a cold, damp valley. Carlos looked at the skeletons and carrion corpses that kept pouring out of the valley, and couldn't help but sigh, for necromancers, enough corpses can make them trample on all laws and let them do whatever they want, after all, not all planes have developed energy such as holy light or sun, and ordinary forces, even a country in the face of the sea of undead can only be gradually eroded and finally completely destroyed.

On the other hand, the decapitation tactic can play a miraculous effect in the face of necromancers, the protection of oneself in necromancer is far less and powerful than that of other mages, necromancer spells focus more on controlling the soul and awakening the dead corpse, in addition to various illegal transformations and necromancer enhancements, etc., Carlos, who has learned a little fur, is very clear about the pros and cons of necromancers, there are not a few part-time necromancers among the demons, but their own strength in the same level is generally weaker than that of demons of the same level, they not only need resources to strengthen themselves, but also need to strengthen their own undead army, after all, if there is only a weak cannon fodder necromancer is not worthy of others' fear。

"Borog, use your enhanced abilities to test the power of these newly awakened corpses. Carlos gave the order, for Borog, who has the ability to devour souls, these weak undead are just food deliveries, and without a complete body to protect their souls, they will be sucked out of the soul fire by Borog in an instant, and then die completely.

"Goo-woo, woo-woo!" Carlos jumped off the wolf's back, completely liberated Borog's back, feeling the trust and expectation entrusted by his master, Borog had a burning fighting spirit, it let out an amazing roar, like a runaway train crashing into the corpses and rushing left and right, straight into the land of no one, those weak chicken undead who had just gotten up from the dirt had no ability to resist at all, the already rusty weapons could not pierce Borog's fur, and the rotten armor was nothing more than a toy that was not even as good as tissue paper, easily cut by Borog's claws.

Of course, there are some relatively fresh corpses, well, at least it is impossible for the old corpse to run around with a large number of maggots on the body, so how good is cremation, it is better to be buried, and now it will be retributed, sure enough, Borog looked at the corpse with disgust, and then spit out a mouthful of blue flames and completely burned it to the point that there was no soul residue left.

You must know that as long as it is valuable, that group of necromancers even dare to steal the corpse of the king of a country from the royal mausoleum for experimental research, no matter how great and glorious you are in front of you, these reputations will also disappear with your death, necromancers will not attack you because of your honor, but will drive you to die even harder, so necromancers are also very disgusting, not only people, even the reputation of necromancers in demons is not good, but the south is the country of bone demons after all, so necromancers are exceptions there。

Borog swallowed the soul fire and some broken soul fragments into his mouth, and looked at it as if it had no adverse reactions, but was a little happy, and Carlos left it alone, letting the dead rest in the dog's belly is also a kind of respect for the dead, lest they be knocked down again and crawl out of the soil.

"Wait, don't eat it, these corpses are not fresh, um, but you can choose to bring a few bones back to gnaw, there are even cow bones, what are the things buried in this valley." Carlos complained, picking out some suitable thigh bones from the pile of bones, well, these bones are very good, they can be used to make soup, but they definitely won't eat them.

Borog finally wiped out the valley completely, and the undead everywhere seemed to be low-level cannon fodder who relied on instinct, and there was no sign of a slightly more advanced undead appearing or a high-level undead acting as a commander, was it really just a chain reaction of a simple outburst of dead qi causing the revival of the dead? But this environment is not the kind that can accumulate a lot of dead energy, although it is indeed cloudy and windy, but it is absolutely unreasonable, it is impossible to have a novice necromancer apprentice reviving the dead one by one and reading it frantically, how much magic power is needed, and how much time will it take, and in the end, a group of undead can not be beaten.

Although Carlos's guess is very close to the truth, it was rejected by himself, after all, people have inertia, and demons are no exception, this kind of unreasonable thing Carlos saw for the first time, naturally he couldn't see anything, in the final analysis, he still didn't have enough experience, he now has the power of the demon god, but he doesn't have the opposite vision.